Oh my god, oh my god. There's less than a day to my birthday. Do you think the world will just implode at midnight? No, of course not because that would be quick and painless. And as we all know the universe likes to throw in a good dose of let's gut punch Buffy emotionally on top of kicking my butt ( Read more... )

Oh my god, do the colleges around here recruit their frats by asking if they are willing to perform sacrifices to demons? Maddy called me and Spike for help with the local frat deciding to sacrifice a virgin. Of course if they'd bothered to get a virgin maybe things would have gone better for them ( Read more... )

Got kind of a weird surprise yesterday this guy named Tristan who was the brother of the slayer before me showed up looking for me at the Magic Box. I had never learned anything about the slayer just before me, you know it's kind of on the creepy side plus there's the whole not wanting to think about dying and all that ( Read more... )

The big holiday party I was thinking about having sort of morphed into small get together type thing. It was just all so rush city what with shopping and staking, saved some other shoppers from a vamp's christmas list while I was there. Then the wrapping and cooking and you know, icky realities of putting together the stuff that it was pretty ( Read more... )

Will and Tara got called to LA in kind of emergency mode. I don't know everything that was going on but some badass demon is picking on Dylan and Connor again ( Read more... )

So patrolling with the army to break up kids necking in the graveyards is so not what I had in mind. Never thought not having demons around was going to be a difficult thing. But trying to be Buffy the teamwork girl because I really need the money and you know the alternative is someplace like the Doublemeat Palace...ick ( Read more... )

Thanksgiving was good, in a eat too much can't button your pants kind of feel like one more marshmallow and you're gonna explode kind of way. Which is not a bad way, just kind of bloaty feeling ( Read more... )

Everyone's back from their trips for the big yam sham...shamboree. Will and Tara brought me back this voodoo protection do-hicky thing from Savannah. I'm not really sure what it does, but they seemed proud of it, and it does go really well with this one top I have. Plus? It's very shiny. I thanked them kindly. Dawnie likes her presents, too ( Read more... )

Something majorly weird happened in Los Angeles. Spike came by the house Sunday night and I was expecting him to be sort of in the dumps guy since his sort of daughter went through the portal to a hell dimension. Not that I'm complaining about him being touchy-feely, really wanting to be with me guy instead because that was really nice ( Read more... )

This is...weird. The guilt you get from abandoning your life to get in touch with the sluttier side of Sears sticks around for a while, huh? Oh boy.

Will and I talked. Maybe not our most shining moment in friendship for a while there, but we worked it out. I am slayeriffic again. It's nice. Having a soul and my...slayerness. You forget how ( Read more... )